30. Falling in Love

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Virat :

Yooo babe! Morning

Yooo babe! Morning

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Eira :
Hiiiii. You just woke up? And here I am going to uni 😳😳😠

Virat : Hey now, I deserve to sleep, I'll be leaving for gym in an hour wese bhi

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Virat :
Hey now, I deserve to sleep, I'll be leaving for gym in an hour wese bhi.🙄🙄

Eira :
Cool. How was the interview?🤗

Virat :
About that..😶😶

Eira :
What?😥

Virat :
Call?

Eira :
Yeah..😇




Virat called me a few seconds later, I heard his voice and as usual, it soothed yet surprised me. His voice had the audicity to send chills all over my body yet give a comfort that nobody else could.

I sighed deep into the phone and then mumbled.

"Assalam u alaikum," I said first, out of habit and then mumbled a hello.

"Hi babe, won't the driver hear you?" Virat asked me and I chuckled.

"He doesn't understand english or urdu for that matter." I told him and I could imagine him nodding his head.

"Then how is he your driver?" Virat questioned completely avoiding the thing he wanted to tell me.

"My sister knows Arabic so it's cool-anyway about the interview." I tried to bring his attention back.

"Haan."

"Virat? Tell me?" I insisted.

"So they kind of asked about you." My eyes widened, and I could feel panic rising in me. Asked about me? But why? How? Holy shit.

"What? What the fuck Virat! Oh my God." I freaked out rambling on the line.

"Stop freaking out. I handled it. All the screenshots about our twitter feud." Virat informed me, his voice soothing my nerves. I relaxed a little.

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